What kind of outstanding works can three crazy women come up with?

Take a look at Du Yuan, look at this person who was hanging in the air, and call him someone for the time being.

No matter how good the ventilation facilities in the basement are, it is difficult to really extract all the smell in a short time, and at this moment, there is a faint smell of barbecue in the basement, and Du Yuan's body will make people with dense phobia faint on the spot.

Zhang Shidong didn't have any evaluation of Du Yuan, who was covered in scars, he took him off the lock, dragged him by the back of his neck, and dragged him out of the basement, he kept all the arrangements here in mind, and everything stimulated him, he had to take revenge on Du Yuan, otherwise I would be sorry for him to make such a big determination to target himself.

There was no need for Zhang Shidong to mention it, Zhao Ya and Jiang Xueyu took the initiative to leave, and Mi Nuonuo personally took someone to send them back.

Zhang Shidong boarded the Wrangler driven by the war bear, threw Du Yuan to the roof of the car, tied a rope to prevent it from falling, and galloped all the way to the semi-abandoned factory where he left before, the car crashed open the gate, and when he passed through the gate, he glanced at the old man who looked like he was sleeping soundly on the chair.

In the factory, those unconscious people have already woken up, shaking their bodies, the wounds on their hands and feet have begun to rattle, and they can't use their strength at all, so they can only rely on Liliang, who is shaking their bodies, hitting the wall behind them, opening their mouths and shouting loudly, wise and futile but still trying, moving is more peaceful than waiting for death.

Seeing Zhang Shidong come in, everyone's eyes were first angry, then frightened, and Zuihou was only left with deep fear......

Facing these people shouting, Zhang Shidong didn't seem to see it. Pulled over the dining table and stood up, nailed Du Yuan directly to the table, and the four daggers, ignoring Du Yuan's roar and fainting, were inserted in the palm and calf respectively, nailing him to the table top.

Woke up Du Yuan with a basin of cold water, standing in front of him, Zhang Shidong was expressionless: "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Du Yuan didn't need to answer, he had already begged for mercy, but in the basement. Zhao Ya's third daughter would not beg him for mercy at all. Looking at Zhang Shidong at this moment, he didn't know if begging for mercy would work, as long as he was allowed to live, let alone kneeling down and begging for mercy. He will not hesitate to do more excessive things. Just let him live. Just give him a life.

Zhang Shidong didn't plan to listen to his answer, he was never the kind of person who took advantage of words, and he could never move his mouth. Du Yuan didn't see when Zhang Shidong had an extra meniscus short blade in his hand, there was no handle, the meniscus shape was all blades, very thin, and the people in the distance in his hand couldn't see it at all, just thought that this thing was very exquisite, and saw Zhang Shidong shaking his hand in front of him.

A thin piece of thing was stuck on the meniscus blade and was thrown into the basin by Zhang Shidong to the side, Du Yuan was subconsciously stunned, and immediately felt a burst of pain on his body, and when he lowered his head, the flesh and blood on his thigh were blurred, there was no hatred, and the picture was very unsightly.

"Ah!!h

Zhang Shidong waited for Du Yuan to finish shouting, and calmly continued to wield the meniscus blade, and pieces of skin and flesh were cut off from Du Yuan's body and thrown into the basin of water.

"Meat, a thousand dollars. Bone, ten thousand chops. You enjoy it, I'll let you enjoy death, and from beginning to end, I'll keep you watching, all the time watching yourself become a human stick. Zhang Shidong is like a street vendor, only caring about the puddle of things in front of him, not interested in what other people are selling, listening to Du Yuan's howl, piece by piece of meat on his body, piece by piece, piece of ......

Those who hung in the air stopped screaming or shouting, they were afraid, as if everything they had suffered had become insignificant in front of the man who had been nailed to the table, and the group with blood on their hands had also been frightened for a moment, and if someone had told them a few hours ago, you would have been too frightened to speak by a person, and you would have been greeted with a sneering laugh.

Will we be afraid? How many battles between life and death have we experienced inside and outside our borders? How many times have we brushed shoulders with death in order to protect the goods we transported abroad, and everyone has left scars on their bodies that can never be erased, what will we be afraid of, we are not afraid of death, what else can we be afraid of?

There really is, the people in front of them make them afraid, Ling Chi has a thousand cuts, can he really do it? Can he really stand the wailing in his ears?

Except for that hand, Zhang Shidong was not stained with a single trace of blood, calmly cut the slices, stopped from time to time, smoked a cigarette, looked at his masterpiece, and looked at Du Yuan's strong hatred that erupted in despair.

"Do you think I'll be punished? You don't know what you're going to be charged with, do you? Betraying the motherland, I can let you die, you should thank me, it is much sadder to be alive than to die many times, living in a limited space every day, without any news from the outside world, and no one to chat with you, every day I look forward to being able to go around in the sun, not for the sake of basking in the sun or for exercising, just to be able to look at people at that time, and then tell myself that you are still alive in the world......"

Outside the abandoned factory, Fang Qingqing looked at the door that was knocked open, and looked at the old man who was already out of breath in the gatehouse, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously. Murder, in this country, there are not many people who have a certificate to kill.

I smoked a few cigarettes on the side of the road, didn't figure it out and was about to go home, when I received a special text message on my phone, showing a phone number that no more than five people knew. The moment she saw the phone number, Fang Qingqing subconsciously sat up straight, the person behind this phone number was the person she needed to worship all her life.

The text message only had a few numbers: "Stupid, nonsense." ”

Fang Qingqing Bingxue is smart, she has been controlling the unimaginable shili as a woman for many years, and some things are carried behind her back, but she believes that the other party knows at least some and pretends not to know, everything is still under the table, how can it be said, once there is a little suspicion of lifting the lid, she promises to throw out the sacrifice flag in vain.

"Zhang Shidong!"

In an instant, Fang Qingqing thought of Zhang Shidong, and cold sweat covered her whole body in an instant.

Once greed is formed in your body, it is almost impossible to erase it. The simplest example, a person with a monthly income of 100,000 yuan, if you make him suddenly have a monthly income of only 10,000 yuan, he has absolutely no way to live, he will feel that nothing is pleasing to the eye, and he will not be able to adapt to anything, or will he try every way to return to the ranks of 100,000 yuan a month.

Fang Qingqing had it, so she didn't want to lose, and she couldn't accept the fact that she was lost, so she took a risk, and secretly tentatively transported a batch of goods to smuggle into the customs, the level of the goods was not high, and at most she would be fined some money if she was caught, and she didn't even use the armed liliang in the factory here. This also made Fang Qingqing not have too deep associations when he was initially told that the goods were robbed, how could he not be shocked into a cold sweat when he received that text message at this moment, money is important, but how can it be as important as power, Zhang Shidong is merciful, and it is also a warning, and next time, even if Beihai is turned upside down, I will take you all at once.

Thinking of what she knew about Zhang Shidong, Fang Qingqing felt that this would not be a simple warning, and with a bang in her head, she thought of the factory and the people here.

When she saw Zhang Shidong's Wrangler, her heart sank, it must be a big deal here, how many people Zhang Shidong brought here, will anyone leak the news, or if he wants to lift the lid at all.

Fang Qingqing's driver shrugged his nose and his face changed.

Zhang Shidong kicked a single sofa away, slammed into the hidden door, and slammed the door open: "Come in." ”

Fang Qingqing walked into the factory with a strong smell of blood, looking at the living people and corpses hanging on the wall, her face was pale for a while, and she didn't suppress her desire to vomit several times, she took a bite and spit it out, fortunately she hadn't turned around yet, and she didn't see Du Yuan who was being Ling Chi, otherwise it would not be just a matter of vomiting.

The driver helped Fang Qingqing and blocked her behind him as a bodyguard.

"You can't protect her, in front of people and ghosts, you can't see enough at all." Outside the door, a man walked in slowly, holding a deck of playing cards in one hand, playing with his fingers dexterously, squinting at Zhang Shidong, walking to his side, looking at Du Yuan, and swallowing his throat secretly.

Zhang Shidong didn't raise his eyelids, put the meniscus blade aside, wiped his right hand full of blood with a towel, leaned back into the chair, picked up the wine on the side, took a big sip, lit a cigarette, and said calmly: "Do you want to die?" ”

The man playing poker took a few steps back: "I'm a little person, kill me, dirty your hands." ”

Zhang Shidong's eyes were always staring at Du Yuan, as if admiring a work of art, his eyes gradually diluted, Zuihou became sluggish, the man playing poker quickly retreated to the door, raised his hands, and the playing cards entered his sleeves: "Human ghosts, Miss Fang is not your enemy, and she will not become your enemy, she never thought of standing on the opposite side of you when she could come, I am just a bodyguard, I also know that you are not afraid of the overlap of human ghosts and Zhang Shidong's identity, and there is no threat to you, I just hope you will think about it seriously and cooperate with Miss Fang, No harm to you. ”

Zhang Shidong tilted his head sideways, looking ahead with dull eyes, it was a kind of horror that made you creep, as if this person had lost his mind, was on the verge of bursting, and was about to go completely crazy. Ordinary people can be scary like this, and the appearance of a strong man with the strength that makes everyone jealous is not just scary.

"Is it pretty? It's not finished yet, so when the time comes, I'll make it into a specimen and send it to you, okay? ”

Zhang Shidong turned to the dining table and showed Du Yuan, who had blurred flesh and blood on his body and did not have a complete skin except for his head and lower body, in front of Fang Qingqing, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, revealing an unforgettable smile with his eyes.

This smile, cruel, cruel, cruel.

PS: Ask for a guaranteed monthly pass. (To be continued......)